Olivia kept staring into his eyes. Sheepishly, Eugene explained, “I just got out of the police station when you called. And I ran into her by chance before someone fired a gun. After that, I was just going to get a cab for her. Hayes is my friend-I can’t possibly let his cousin get hurt. Don’t take this the wrong way, okay?”

She remained staring at him long and hard as she asked, “You sure you share no other relationships with her?” He shook his head. “No, I swear. I never had any ideas about her. Please believe me, Olivia.”

“Then, why are you so nervous?” Her eyes were still on him. With resignation in his voice, he said, “I’m just worried you might read too much into it.”

The look on Olivia’s face had turned slightly better after she saw how nervous he had gotten. “Fine. As long as you’re okay. So, where are we going?”

company. Wanna come?” She responded, “No. I’m going back. My flight’s in the afternoon.” He had a feeling that she had something on her mind, and he was

“Did you finish your

the rest.” She looked at him in silence. She knew he hadn’t finished his work just yet. He lied because he wanted to be with her, and it melted her fury away just a

you two a ride.” Olivia held his hand softly in an attempt to tell him she wasn’t angry. “No. You’ll waste a lot of time if you do that. You should finish your work here unless you want to

the last few days, he was trapped in the City Palace. Work had piled up, and he must settle

get any ideas about Azalea, and she believed him, but she was still miffed about it.. She was upset and felt like the world was unfair to her. She hated this version of herself. Why do I get so worked up over something so trivial? It’s not like me at all. Where did the composed Olivia from the old times go? I used to not care about men. She

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